Fuck ‘adolescence’
and holding standards without
taking measurements

Fuck snow-globes and play-lands
and long driveways

Fuck feeling like you’re dreaming
when you’re wide awake
and the alarm is too far to reach

Fuck cars that don’t stop
and drivers that don’t go
and long red lights

Fuck Solitary, gen-pop,
thug-life death-trap gangbangers
with nothing, and less worth proving

Fuck gas, fuck rain, fuck taxes,
fuck chasing the dog when he gets out,
and having to smack him when he gets back

Fuck the corporate world
Fuck your ‘adolescence’
and Fuck you